art attacks from subway walls
sprayed like bullets into concrete face
suburban monkeys break ghetto habits
body guns loaded for a dime
see 'em shed their celebrity skin
for a life of trash and crime
you wanna know where the wild ones go
you wanna know where the bodies are burned
crawlin' under every rock
you gotta see what time forgot
nothin' stops the hit parade
money makers will be shaken down
commercial prophets shout revolution
throwin' dirt upon a good mans name
watch 'em sell his soul for shoes
you wanna know where the wild ones go
you wanna know where the bodies are burned
crawlin' under every rock
you gotta see what time forgot
in this junk food civilization
they will eat and not think twice
for a dance in the dragons jaws
they will gladly pay the price
headlines turn in violent days
run like blood across the printed page
politicians smilin' for the camera
and the pictures make you wanna scream
you wanna know where the wild ones go
you wanna know where the bodies are burned
crawlin' under every rock
you gotta see what time forgot